K-type Mage

Gotham is always in the rainy city.Gothic buildings and secluded alleys, and many places have maintained a unique urban style under the development of the times.

On a certain street, a 24-hour convenience store opened quietly.

When the glass door was pushed open, the black-haired young man behind the cashier was sleepy, and the recliner was swaying. After hearing the movement, he barely took off the book covering his face, and half-squinted his eyes to look at the customers who came in.

It was a boy with a brightly colored uniform and shorts with green scales.

"Hi." Red Robin greeted him, "I think you can just treat me as an ordinary guest."

The young man obviously recognized him, the corners of his mouth raised, and he nodded with a smile, as gentle as an elder looking at a younger generation.

Red Robin ordered two hamburgers, and the young man who stood up put them in the microwave to heat them up, and took them out with a "ding" sound after 1 minute.

The boy had already put the money on the cash register, and said goodbye to him after taking the hamburger, very politely: "Goodbye."

The black-haired young man nodded with a smile, and watched the young man push the door to leave. In the shadow of the street in the distance, there were vehicles parked there.

He lay back again.

"Tsk." It is obvious that the young man from Yuanshen closed his eyes, raised his hand and pinched the center of his brows in distress, and was genuinely curious about the urban legend that Batman and his Robin faced the strange invasion from other worlds. How to stay sane.

Gotham is the capital of crime, and the difference between locals and outsiders is as clear as light and dark, even across the bridge and wide river is the metropolis where Superman is located.

Human desire is particularly prominent here, and even the vigilante's style is full of sharp, violent exclusion, deterrence and fear.

...and therefore tend to attract more filth.

After the world is separated, it is difficult for people in it to realize that something is wrong, unless it is the supreme mage.However, Yuan Shen didn't take the initiative to meet him. The shadow of Nyarlathotep had already penetrated, and he was very distressed by it.

Ah, now it's about why he opened a convenience store in Gotham.Gotham's crime factor can't be wiped away even with strong anti-virus. It's as stubborn as stains in a bowl that hasn't been washed for 800 years. But there are still people willing to be here as the dawn before dawn, and of course more things will be attracted.

This is something Nyarlathotep would love too.So Yuan Shen stayed here.

...not to mention that the vigilante he had the deepest impression of when he was a child was Batman.

Although there is no turmoil in my heart, it's okay to look at it.

The incandescent lights of the convenience store flickered suddenly, mixed with the sound of electric current; a pale mist seeped in from the crack in the glass door.

The black-haired young man with his eyes closed on the recliner pursed his lips.

...This is the first time.

After letting go of the charm value, the strangeness attracted will increase.

Nyarlathotep definitely hid it knowing he would do it.What are the two incarnations trying to do?

From the outside, the lights of this 24-hour convenience store are still bright and quiet, and it is an inconspicuous store in the neighborhood just visited by Batman and Robin.

Gotham at night is filled with humid water vapor, but the white mist that flows into the convenience store from the crack of the door is not an ordinary night fog.The invisible creature quietly came to the "human" it longed for.

Dark eyes, hiding death and eternity, watched it.

It was trembling, the pressure was on it, and after the struggle, it was docile.

It offers fear and respect to man, with mad desire and malice.

Yuanshen stretched out his hand to it, lightly taking the strangeness that had deprived several lives of several people into his hand lightly.

After taking shape, it was a crystal sphere with mist flowing.Holding it in the hand is more like a decoration in a roadside shop than a weird thing that is extremely dangerous for humans.

He looked at the incandescent lamp that was no longer flickering for a while, then sighed and threw it into the storage room to be with the previous weirdos.

It sucks.

He took a neatly folded blanket and covered him with a sigh.

The separated world is still a bit unstable, but from observations, Nyarlathotep hasn't made any big moves yet.

The daily life of Guangming and Heping can have fun at any time... being caught by the naive criticism, he is in a passive position.

He closed his eyes and gritted his teeth sincerely, thinking that one day he would have to cheat that guy.But the most important thing now is to think of the best solution—a solution that makes him willing to restrain himself—before he does something that makes the traverser collapse.

What is the purpose of Nyarlathotep?

Yuan Shen was watched by him.He has never really wanted to think about this issue seriously, because he has a vague sense of absurdity and ridiculousness.

The indescribable and incomprehensible chaos, when doing things, behaves like the happy criminal in the novel, which really makes people doubt life.

But usually when it comes to this guy, it's easy to equate it with the pleasure criminal.This is the only part that humans can understand.

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In the Batcave, Batman, who finished his night patrol, took off his mask and continued his vigilante work conscientiously. The data stream on the Bat computer flickered, and finally there was a report on Gotham's death data in the past month.

Those who died were all criminals recorded in the police files.The number gathered together in a short period of time is extremely shocking.

Red Robin hugged the computer on the other side and thoughtfully recalled tonight's night patrol, saying: "Tonight's hamburger is not bad, but the owner of the convenience store is an Asian face, it's really courageous to open a store in Gotham. "

With the power of one city, the crime rate in the United States has been raised. Even Gotham, which has been heard on the other side of the ocean, may welcome tourists. There are very few people who settle here and open shops here. Left in a hurry after getting to the horrible crime rate.

"Bruce?"

"...It's the magic side." Bruce Wayne said, "Such a strange way of death, Gotham has strange and dangerous guys." He made a judgment, rubbed the center of his brows, and started working again, "From the death distribution Shang... is reconciled at a certain center."

Things on the magic side are always difficult to deal with, and Bruce Wayne doesn't think of asking for help from people on the magic side.

Someone sent a message on Red Robin's cell phone. He looked down and opened his eyes wide in surprise.

"Nightwing sent a message that Jason is with him.  …The situation is very bad."

Bruce tapped his fingers, and Penny One, who had just brought a drink, also stopped at the entrance.

The red Robin who was being watched looked up, with a confused and somewhat unbelievable expression: "Unexplained coma, no physical injuries, but after being sent to the hospital, he said he was dreaming."

Batman's face darkened, the unknown reason is the biggest problem, he thought for a moment: "Ah Fu—"

The butler, who knew the children he had grown up very well, had already taken out his phone and nodded slightly: "Okay, master."

As Richard Grayson of Bludhaven drove his comatose brother Jason Todd into Gotham, the owner of a 24-hour convenience store opened his eyes for a moment, thought, then closed them again. Eye.

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Jason Todd stood on the wasteland, blankly seeing the town hidden in the wind and sand in the distance.

There is a gap in the memory of why he appeared here, but he does remember that he is in Bludhaven.So this is a very wrong situation.

He fumbled for the equipment on his body, the weapons were still there, including the mobile phone and monitoring equipment, but a vague premonition told him that he could not use these.

So he walked towards the town.

The closer he got there, the stronger the wind and sand. He touched the domino mask on his head and imagined the sand and stones that would hurt even with his mouth closed—he had been in the desert, and such things could easily be imagined - Then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Gotham's climate is not so dry, and neither is Brudhaven, so it's only natural that Jason doesn't like the yellow sand here. There is a "mirage" ending.

At last he came to a stone bridge, where a wide, dark, yellow soup-like river was flowing quietly.The river looks stagnant, reminiscent of Gotham's moat where all the dead bodies and litter are dumped.

He hesitated for a moment.

Now he has confirmed that this is definitely not a place that any human being can reach on the earth. It is obvious that he saw a faint black shadow and heard a sharp and erratic wail in the wind and sand, which is very underworld.

In Eastern and Western legends, there will always be a river that is the boundary between life and death; it can be said that he is whimsical, but in such a strange and dangerous place, it is easy to think of symbolic meaning when facing such a river.

As a result of his hesitation, Jason heard footsteps from behind.

He turned his head vigilantly and quickly, his muscles tensed, ready to attack the unknown person who "appeared suddenly".

The dusty traveler looked at him in bewilderment, the black robe was spotlessly clean, as if he hadn't come from the wind and sand, but there was a kind of oppressive gloom in the exposed eyebrows and eyes.

"Hello." He greeted Jason, who was vigilant and didn't show his face, in a friendly manner. His voice was hoarse for some reason, "Are you also here to find the entrance to the world of the undead?"

"..." Jason Todd, super anti-red hood, blinked his eyes slowly when he heard the words, almost suspecting that he heard it wrong.

——What kind of Western Fantasy background guide NPC is speaking.

He hesitated for a moment, then relaxed slightly: "Undead Realm?"

The traveler looked at him for a while, his eyes fell on his hood and the gun he was holding, and there was obvious confusion in his eyes.

"Which world... are you from?" He took off his hood, revealing his Asian face, obsidian-like eyes hiding emotions that make it difficult to see clearly, "You can call me "Yuan", this person from Earth traveler. "

"...Red Hood." Jason could hear that the other party was using an unfamiliar language, but it was automatically translated into a language he was familiar with by an unfamiliar force, so he chose to give his code name.

"I seem to have heard of this code name somewhere." Yuan said, he didn't seem to have any intention of pursuing it, "Unfortunately, I have to do something." He walked around Jason and stepped on the stone bridge.

The yellow soup-like river water seemed to be heated rapidly by high temperature, boiling at regular intervals at the black-robed traveler's station.

"—Where are you going?" Jason asked him.

"To find my best friend who is dead." Yuan didn't look back, and took a step forward, "I want to see his soul."